Welcome to Shards of Silver

Marianne Moore once defined 'poetry' as "Imaginary gardens with real toads in them". I found this such a striking definition of something that captures the values of poetry that I couldn't leave it alone.

I've been writing - attempting - poetry since I knew how to hold a pen(cil). Some poems I write I like, most I don't, but every now and then I feel compelled to write them down, like a flush of emotion that demands access to some sort of visible medium that can later be accessed and reconsidered. I thought, maybe, that sharing these poems could help me out a little. I welcome critiques, critical and constructive (though I do, of course reserve the right to ignore the sharper sides of people's tongues ;) ), and hope that in return for your help I can leave you with something better than sorry attempts at a craft which only a tiny few have ever really mastered.

Clear Skies~V

Tuesday, August 17, 2010


Carefully tailored answers so you can hear what you want,
A smile flashed at just the right time,
You know I’m meant for you.
There’s no one on this planet who loves you more than me,
Every atom of my soul is buzzing all for you.
I won’t whine or bitch or cry cos that’s not what you want,
I’ll be your girl for all these moments,
Each one an eternity
Cos that’s the way I’m wired,
Yeah, that’s the way they wired me for you.

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